Friday, September 4, 2015

I am still a live wire!! So says my mom. Still no sign of cancer 4 1/2 years later! I'm playing with three foster puppies: Daisy, Martin, and Panda. I didn't like them much at first but now that they are leaving next week, I think they are great!

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

With the trees cut down in front of the house we can see every animal that walks across the drive. Here is how excited we get--this time it's a deer baby. My mom calls him Bimbino--he has no fear of us, which, of course, is, unfortunately, probably okay because we can't break through the window.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Here we are barking at something. I am generally the one on the left of the pack. Mom caught me pooping at the very end sigh. There is also Mousse, Buster, Daisy, Davoo, Billy, Mickey and Scooby. Turn up your speakers if you want a true life experience heheheh.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

I'm still here! I'm still alive!! And still no cancer...my mom is knocking on wood so I don't jinx myself. Here is a video of me today enjoying the great end of summer sunshine with my buddies Buster and Mousse. Buster is a new boy we are fostering.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

It's taken my mom a couple weeks to get the pictures in a row, videos cut down, music added, phew. We did nothing but watch this thing hundreds of times to get the timing right. Not that I mind lying on chair arm while she groans and complains about the software. Anyway...

NOTE: all pictures and videos were taken with a crummy 2 year old Droid phone (but they don't look too bad except the crappy videos). Except the animal closeups==those were with a 1985 Nikon something ancient film camera. At no time was my mom was in danger from the whales or the baby grizzlies. She never got off the boat...if she could help it.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Two weeks ago my mom was freaking out. Humphrey was going downhill with kidney failure but was not bad enough to help him to the Bridge, although we knew it would be soon. Last year her mom had decided to go to Alaska on a cruise this July to see whales as part of her bucket list. She wanted my mom to come along.

It was getting to be within days of that trip. My mom was due to leave on Friday the 13th.

Humphrey was eating well the Sunday before, ate some on Monday, then stopped eating on Tues. He would not eat Wednesday either and hardly moved from his big pillow (my mom squirted water in his mouth with a syringe, as much as she could). We took him to the vet one final time on Wednesday.

That sweet old squeaky boy made it easier for us to let him go before the trip. We did not want him to die while she was gone because she always plans to be with us at the end. But we did not want to send him along too soon just to be 'convenient'.

However, someone on the cancer dog list said "better a day too soon than a minute too late." So well said.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

This was Humphrey's photo at the vet's office. He was dumped there and they needed a home for him--because of his age and tumors they expected him to live a year maybe.

My mom took him in. Got some donation money so they could operate and remove the tumors. He was with us 20 months so he got a good dose of beagle fun and love.

He was a good hound, never growled, never fought, followed my mom everywhere. He had his special places in the house, one particular laundry basket was his alone. His nickname was "Squeaky Boy" because he had a really high pitched squeak of a bark.

In the beginning, he loved to roach. Here is the video with Humphrey and Beau roaching to the Chicken Dance music. Humphrey is the second roacher.

ABOUT MY MOM

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Our Rainbow Friends

River's Crew:

Davoo--12 yrs

Davoo (spelled phonetically for Davout one of Napoleon's generals) was found with his mom under a house. He was hairless, they didn't know what he'd look like. Turned out to be a chocolate beagle. He's small. He's got a Napoleonic complex.

Chocolate Mousse--12 yrs

We found him running down a highway, stopped, opened the car door & he jumped in. He's a beautiful chocolate beagle. He's a wild child.

Petey Sweetie--1997-2015

Hit by a car, badly smashed up, many rescue groups paid to help him, then he needed a special home--that was us! He can walk, run & climb stairs so he's okay now.

Baby--1998-2014

She was pregnant & at a shelter, my mom took her home;she's a very shy, sweet girl. Mom to Bitey and Beau.

Summer 1998-2013

Summer was from a backyard breeder who was throwing the puppies out. My mom got Summer and her sister Boo-Boo. We kept Summer.